For my Creative Writing class we were told to do a essay called "My Voice." In it, we were to describe what we thought of ourselves in our own style. I ended up going more in depth with it. I was feeling especially poetic this day, so I figured I'd…

Evangeline always loved the idea of falling. The weightlessness, the freedom. But that moment of freedom ends.It ends when you hit the ground with a sickening crunch and your blood spills out onto the ground. But there are other ways of falling than physically. In that case, it burns inside…

Written: circa 2011
Meaning: This poem represents the results of my self-reflection. I've spent numerous days just contemplating and analyzing my past to reveal the reasons for why things went the way they did and how I could possibly change them in the future. During these times, I gradually realized…

Following my divorce from my high school sweetheart, I was taking a close look at how I lived my life... safely. This is a reflection on how life without risks left me feeling empty and ready for change. It's a work in progress (as most of my writing is)...